Hidden Art Pavilion, auction venue!
"Ninth Sister, don't worry!"
The young man sneered when he saw the young lady's anger.
"Although we are restricted by our special identities and cannot do anything that will damage the empire's reputation, the people in the other rooms will definitely not let the owner of room 71 off.
So, just wait, the Millennium Spirit Ointment will still belong to you in the end. "
"Is this alright?" The young lady couldn't help but ask.
Although her anger was real, the kind-hearted young lady just liked to throw a tantrum. She didn't really want to harm anyone.
"Ninth Sister, don't be soft-hearted!"
Seeing that the young lady was about to be a good person again, the young man was afraid that she would do something stupid.
"As the saying goes, don't show off your wealth!"
"Even without the Millennium Spirit Ointment, the amount of Spirit Stones that the owner of room 71 revealed just now would have attracted the greed of many people."
"Moreover, according to the style of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, the owner of room 71 must have an ordinary background and doesn't have a strong backing."
"So, the moment the auction ends is the moment this person will be besieged to death!"
"Sigh!"
After hearing the young man's detailed explanation, the young lady couldn't help but sigh. Then, she looked at room 71 with a trace of worry in her eyes.
"Thaling, that guy really said that!"
In fact, when the price of the Millennium Spirit Ointment had exceeded 200 million, and only he and the young lady in room 1 were competing, Thaling had already used his Divine Telekinesis to observe the situation.
After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle!
"That's right!" Thaling confirmed with a nod.
"Indeed, it's exactly the same as in my previous life. This guy still likes to backstab people!"
After receiving Thaling's confirmation, Yu Haoran sneered.
"But do I, Yu Haoran, look like someone who is so easily backstabbed?"
Seeing that room 71 had directly bid 500 million, Feng Yun looked expectantly at room 1, hoping that room 1 would continue to raise the price.
However, after waiting for nearly three minutes and not hearing any bids from room 1, Feng Yun's face was filled with disappointment.
Then, he looked at Room 71 with eyes full of resentment.
Four taels of Millennium Spiritual Ointment, according to the market price, should be around six hundred million.
If the price of the Millennium Spiritual Ointment had increased by a few million, Feng Yun believed that the final price of the Millennium Spiritual Ointment would be at least 700 to 800 million.
If he used some tricks in the dark, it was very likely that it would reach one billion.
However, Yu Haoran directly raised the price by 100 million to 200 million, which not only disrupted the rhythm of the auction, but also made some competitive powerhouses have other ideas in their hearts.
After the auction ended, Feng Yun didn't care about the life or death of the person in room 71.
However, the bidding methods of the owner of private room number 71 had caused the auction house to suffer losses.
Therefore, Feng Yun took advantage of the opportunity when the staff member took the Millennium Spirit Ointment and used his voice to condense into a needle to give the staff member a task.
"You want to investigate my identity and threaten me!"
Thaling, who had been keeping an eye on Feng Yun with his Divine Sense, successfully intercepted Feng Yun's instructions to the staff member and informed Yu Haoran.
"Black Bear, I have a task for you now!"
With a wave of his sleeve, he tossed Black Bear, who had been hiding in his sleeve, into the room.
Afterwards, he gestured for Black Bear to come to his side and whispered in his ear.
"These are two elixirs that can change your form and aura. Use them to change yourself!" After instructing Hei Xiong, Yu Haoran immediately took out two dark colored elixirs and gave them to Hei Xiong.
"Thaling, use your Divine Sense to help Black Bear conceal his aura fluctuations!"
Considering that Black Bear would remain in his exotic beast form even if he changed his form, it would easily attract the attention of others. Therefore, Yu Haoran could only ask Thaling for help.
"Of course!"
While replying to Yu Haoran, a wave of Divine Sense landed on Black Bear's body.
Yu Haoran glanced at Black Bear and closed his eyes to sense it. He nodded in satisfaction and gestured for Black Bear to leave the room.
"Rank Five, Grade Three Mystical Ginseng Fruit. It can directly increase one's cultivation without any side effects."
"Rank Five, Grade Three Mystical Ginseng Fruit. It can help a Martial Emperor to directly break through a small realm. It can also help a Martial King to directly break through two small realms."
Feng Yun opened the wooden box that Qiao Mei had brought up and adjusted his state of mind. He pointed at the spirit fruit in the box and introduced it.
"The starting price for the Rank Five, Grade Three Mystical Ginseng Fruit is ten million Rank Eight, Grade One Spiritual Stones. Each increment must not be less than fifty thousand Spiritual Stones. The auction begins now!"
"Thirteen million Rank Eight, Grade One Spiritual Stones!"
"Fifteen million Rank Eight, Grade One Spiritual Stones!"
"Sixteen million Rank Eight, Grade One Spiritual Stones!"
"…!"
The Mystical Ginseng Fruit, which could increase one's cultivation without any side effects, immediately caused another round of frenzied bidding. However, Yu Haoran did not participate.
"Yu Haoran, are you not interested in the Mystical Ginseng Fruit?" Seeing that Yu Haoran did not participate in the bidding, Thaling asked in confusion.
After all, with Yu Haoran's cultivation in alchemy, a top spirit fruit like the Mystical Ginseng Fruit would definitely be able to refine higher quality and more effective pills.
Logically speaking, he should not give up on competing.
"How could I not be interested? It's just that the time is not right."
With a chuckle, Yu Haoran explained while paying attention to the rising bidding price.
When the price of the Mystical Ginseng Fruit reached forty million Spiritual Stones, he directly shouted.
"Sixty million Rank Eight, Grade One Spiritual Stones!"
Directly raising the price by twenty million Spiritual Stones not only showed the wealth of the owner of private room 71, but also his determination to win. This made the people who wanted to continue bidding immediately give up.
On the high platform, Feng Yun no longer cared about the gazes of the crowd. He stared angrily at private room 71.
According to the market price, the Mystical Ginseng Fruit was worth about seventy million Spiritual Stones. If it was auctioned, it should be able to sell for about one hundred million Spiritual Stones.
However, Yu Haoran's bid had caused the auction house to lose more than thirty million Rank Eight, Grade One Spiritual Stones. How could this not anger Feng Yun?
"Consecrator Feng, no one has bid for three minutes. Are you still not going to announce the final owner of the Mystical Ginseng Fruit?"
Ignoring Feng Yun's hateful gaze, Yu Haoran waited for three minutes before announcing loudly.
"Private room 71 has successfully won the Mystical Ginseng Fruit for sixty million Rank Eight, Grade One Spiritual Stones."
In his anger, Qin Yun had forgotten to count down and directly announced that the Mystical Ginseng Fruit was won by Yu Haoran.
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